well....
That pudgy little bitch strikes again.
Goddamn this holiday. Even with an anti-Valentine's Day show, I'm still home at midnight, toasty, but not overdone, yet alone. Sad sack, convinced I know the truth but it's always so.
I think it's now safe to say I successfully curated a pretty damn awesome show. Interviewed for the paper even. Impressed that they came out for it. Now I wish it were going to be up longer. I also wish that he hadn't been there. I wish I didn't still care. Why the fuck do I still care? Is my self-esteem so low that perceived rejection sits with me for months?
Mostly, I wish the other one, the perfect one, wasn't...well...you know.....
Eh, fuck it. Nothing I can do about either one.
Hang on to the good things while you can.
Happy Valentine's Day everyone.
Sleep, then ding ding ding!
Round II.
Goddamn this holiday. Even with an anti-Valentine's Day show, I'm still home at midnight, toasty, but not overdone, yet alone. Sad sack, convinced I know the truth but it's always so.
I think it's now safe to say I successfully curated a pretty damn awesome show. Interviewed for the paper even. Impressed that they came out for it. Now I wish it were going to be up longer. I also wish that he hadn't been there. I wish I didn't still care. Why the fuck do I still care? Is my self-esteem so low that perceived rejection sits with me for months?
Mostly, I wish the other one, the perfect one, wasn't...well...you know.....
Eh, fuck it. Nothing I can do about either one.
Hang on to the good things while you can.
Happy Valentine's Day everyone.
Sleep, then ding ding ding!
Round II.
